Bye Bye Josie

A photo of her infront of her "Beauty Trophies"


Hiax...it is always hard to say goodbye...
Especially when i taught this sweet little girl for almost a year...
She is a easy student to teach ...smart but lazy and careless...
Always asking me "how many minutes more then we can go...."
Miss you...

Mixture of Hope and Disappointment...

let tok abt Hope first...always start wit happy things...(Crap)

Got a interview with Awfully Chocolate yesterday!!!!!
Dream job man!!! Nice ppl there...nice environment there!!!! cooll...
really hope to work there....hiax...hahaha
Hope for the best!!!!

Then now......Disappointment...
\saw my result yesterday evening....
Wah kow!!!!! the worst result i ever seen in my 3 years in nafa man!!!!
Almost vomit blood...

In the end so fed up wit that piece of 'paper'....(guess wat...__)
I use it to chase a away a iritating fly that is buzzing around me...
Now paper KIAM CHAI liao....jus like the result printed on it...also kiam chai...

Life

My life has jus been disrupted...by something that I have prepared myself to faced...
But still...its too tough to face it...
Life dun always go as planned...thats why i seldom plan ahead...
I am afraid of expectation and goals...cus the higher it is ...the more it will hurt when i fall...
I have prepared myself for this as usual...but it is still hard...







Sickening Life!!!

Dissappear...

Dun care liao le...I am going to go out for the whole day...even if i lost my way...

Disturbed

Still very disturbed by today's dream...

I lied..

Hiax...

There are much probs lately...all piled up...dunno waiting for wat...
Waiting for me to settle??? I give up can??

Youngters nowadays dunno wat they thinking also...
alittle bit prob cry like hell
alittle bit prob scold like hell
alittle bit prob cut themselves up like hell
Are they too soft to handle the tough world??
Cant they be stronger??

I hope to give some of my courage to my sis s
I hope to give some of my mentality to my sis s
I hope to give some of my optimism to my sis s

Although i dun hav much of those...
But I am still living without cursing the world or scars in my body...


I am abit terrified by the fact that I am so *Predictable*...
I predict and most of the time 90 percent accurate...
Call it a gift?? I dun think so now...
Cus i am afraid of the things i know now...

I think i shall keep my mouth shut on the things i know or foresee...
I think i shall ignore the fact that I know ppl too well..

Nightmare...

Woo...I think too much slp and Medicine make me have nightmares...
So scary...but not exactly scary...cus the dream is more to human relationships and not ghost and stuff like that... plus it ends with a funny part...i woke up cus in the end of my dream i cant find my...MASCARA!!! Hahaha...mad le... cus i think mascara not that important to me la...cus till now...i still occasionally go out without makeup...even to orchard when i have tuition with my student..

Oh...and one more thing to tok abt...
I think i am really a witch lae....how?? Haha..
I know what going on (agar agar la)...I know where the problems lies with (agar agar la)...I know why People are changing (agar agar la)...
But i am afraid to burst the balloon...I am afraid to say it out and tok abt it.. wat if i am 100 percent accurate and not agar agar..
What if i cant take the fact...What if you take the blow..What if things become worst..
So i think i am not so much of a good witch ba...I can see through your thoughts your eyes your feelings... But i dunno the spell to cure it...

Just Do whatever you think is right ba... And if you take a wrong step...I will try to help you find your way back...even though i have super lousy sense of direction!!!
Haha (I mad le..Ignore me...)

Oooi..

Eerie...mysterious...
hahaha...so long nv hear ppl calling me that le...sound like a witch...
got evil spells or something like that under my sleeves...

heh...heh.heh...
long time nv hear frm you...hope tht you are doing fine lae...can leave me your number or msn not...
dun worry lar...i wont cast spells on you de...haha

Next time Shut mouth tighter..

Next time Hide feelings deeper...

The Cold Within...

Six humans trapped by happenstance, in bleak and bitter cold,
Each one possessed a stick of wood, or so the story's told.

Their dying fire in need of logs, the first man held his back,
For of the faces 'round the fire, he noticed one was black.

The next man looking 'cross the way saw one not of his church,
And couldn't bring himself to give the fire his stick of birch.

The third one sat in tattered clothes, he gave his coat a hitch,
Why should his log be put to use to warm the idle rich?

The rich man just sat back and thought of the wealth he had in store,
And how to keep what he had earned from the lazy, shiftless poor.

The black man's face bespoke revenge as the fire passed from sight,
For all he saw in his stick of wood was a chance to spite the white.

The last man of this forlorn group did naught except for gain,
Giving those who gave was how he played the game.

Their logs held tight in death's still hand was proof of human sin,
They didn't die from the cold without --- they died from the cold within.